Showing posts with label Week 9. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Week 9. Show all posts

Saturday, March 25, 2017

Famous Last Words: Spring Break Blues

I have a major case of senioritis hitting in. It probably doesn't help that I have a white board that I update everyday with a countdown until graduation. That being said, my focus coming back from Spring Break has not been good. This week I have put my health first, ha, and that has caused me to get at least 8 hours of sleep and eat right. But there are other things that have been sacrificed. Such as doing homework. I feel I am behind in this class. I should just pick a time to sit down and has out this entire class so I don't have to worry about it as much. It's an interesting class, but time consuming during the week. But anyway, I read Native American fairy tales this week. They were very interesting. I'm not sure I liked them very much. I found it hard to think of ways to write my own story simply because I didn't find myself meshing with any of the stories that I read from the fairy tales. I did my best writing at work this week with the kiddos that I work with. Sometimes it's nice just to write for people who don't have an advance vocabulary. I read an awesome story this week for this class about a war dog. I love dogs. But this author wrote in first person as the dog, and it just really tugged at my heart strings. The author did a great job. It was a great idea. Outside of school, I attended the Made in Oklahoma showcase event put on by OU Housing & Food. It was a great event, a little windy, but that didn't stop me from eating some chocolate covered bacon with jalapeƱos on top. It was yummy. This Sunday/Monday I will be attending the Rokerthon event. I will probably be dead after work by 6 p.m., but I'm excited for it. 

Review: Life Advice

Life. Here is some life adviceEvery morning we wake up is the first day of the rest of our life.

This post is from Saturday, March 24 announcements. 


This was my favorite part from announcements because I really need this kind of motivation every day I wake up. As a senior, I'm trying to figure out what my next steps are in this crazy thing called life. I try my hardest to not compare myself to others every single day, those with jobs, those with internships, but I know that I will find my way eventually. It takes hard work and effort, and I can do it. SO this piece of advice really struck a cord with me. I must must must must wake up every morning and be glad I'm alive and strive to be better than the me I was yesterday. 

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Reading Notes, American Indian Fairy Tales, Part A

American Indian Fairy Tales

Notes, Part A

Shin-ge-bis Fools the North Wind

I would write a story about how the winds were brothers and they would laugh and cry and fight, and when that would happen, it would control the weather due to the brothers being different winds. Well one day they get in a huge fight and it causes a storm bigger than any other the tribe and its fishermen have seen. So the storm raged on and on. After a week, the people didn't know what to do. So they prayed to the winds and instead of a rain dance, they did a wind dance. The brothers still didn't care that the people were being affected. They cared more that each of them weren't going to give in then they did about helping the people. So the people decided to rebuild their village to fit the harsh winds and storms that continued to come. Then the brothers finally saw the damage they were causing, and decided to stop the fight for the good of the people. The people did one last wind dance, and the winds and storms finally stopped. They were so happy.


The Little Boy and Girl in the Cloud

I would make the fire tell the stories. Through the storyteller, though. I would write about how the people would build a fire for storytime, and once the flame was big enough a story would appear from the fire and be told through the storyteller. Or I could write about how the native peoples used clouds to tell stories and at the end of each story would predict something about the next day. But to get the clouds to tell a story, the native peoples must correctly chant toward them and request a story.


Butterflies. Source: PBS


This story is part of the American Indian Fairy Tales unit. Story source: American Indian Fairy Tales by W.T. Larned, with illustrations by John Rae (1921).